Dragons on the River of Time [Fifth Quest - "Champions and Cutthroats"]

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The half-ogre laughed suddenly, startling everyone, when he heard Ulin declare that Usha was some version of his mother. Smirking, the big warrior fell silent again watching the rest of the exchange in bemused silence.

The banter between Ulin and the wizard was muffled noise to Loren, lost in his sacred reverie with his goddess. He was relieved to discover only a single faint aura of wickedness coming from the group of strangers. In another moment he would no for sure who he needed to be wary of, but in his heart he already knew the answer...

OOC -Loren detects evil for 2 rounds. He detects a single faint evil aura coming from the group of strangers. Another round and he'll know where it's coming from.

The tattooed Elf quickly stifled his own chuckling, leaving the Half-Ogre to face Usha's scrutiny alone.

Looking about the room, there were many sigils and religious symbols that, while weren't all familiar to him, gave him the impression that this new group wouldn't be as fun as the one he had recently joined. One man in particular seemed to be silently judging them from afar. He offered the man an apathetic smirk before focusing on the amusing drama that continued to unfold at Usha's expense.

Loren snapped back to reality as the dwarven priest of Reorx told the wizard and the half-ogre to simmer down. He now knew the true character of the woman in the black cloak. The others were not evil in the eyes of Mishakal, but this woman Usha was a sinner.

However, the aura about her reminded him of the grimy, petty feeling he felt surrounded by the trifling indiscretions of the people of Ravenscar. There might still be hope for this Mistress Usha. He wondered if Beldyn's judgment would be so lenient. He was prone to strong moral reactions. The cleric of Paladine had been silent so far. Bhatair had noticed this as well.

Loren withdrew his hand from his sword, slightly ashamed at the reaction. He had many reasons to distrust those who wore the black robes, but Mishakal was the mother of mercy and she showed him that though wicknedness was there, so too was the possibility of redemption. At least the others were not tainted like the wizardess. Who was apparently a version of Ulin's mother. It was all too much.

Though the dwarf had spoken to Beldyn, Loren felt he had been silent long enough. He bowed stiffly and said, "Greetings, fellow travellers. I am Loren Soth. Well met."

To the Wayfarer he turned and said, "Exactly how many little groups do you have out there doing your dirty work?" It did not sit well with Loren that the Wayfarer kept those of evil hearts in his employ. Loren had thought he was doing good work, but now he was not so sure.

"Doing dirty work?" the Wayfarer asked innocently. "Just the one. Changing the course of the River sometimes requires a heavier hand. Not everyone can be a hero every day, Loren."

Bhatair, however, was staring at Loren wide-eyed.

"Um, yes. Loren Soth. Nice ta' meet ya'. Again. This time," the dwarf said, trailing off muttering to himself for a moment before he spoke up again. “Who's he? The Kingpriest?” Bhatair asked Ulin sarcastically, with a pointed look in Beldyn's direction.

OOC -I would like to let elder and Luthen weigh in on all of this before the Wayfarer starts his briefing!